The Distant Nightmare

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The rain fell in sheets. It hammered against the hood of the carriage. We moved through the dark. The forest loomed on both sides. Black trees. Tall and thin. They watched us pass. I held my sword tight. The hilt was cold. It bled into my palm. My fingers were numb. I could not feel them. I could not feel my face. Only the cold. Only the fear. The carriage stopped. A creak. A groan of wood. The...

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